Bristle
I knew I was in Bristol when a lady at Temple Meads thanked me by saying, "Churz me luvver!" I love Bristolians and their dialect - adding an -awl to words that end with vowels. Where else does one hear, "Gurt lush!" for "Very nice! or "Wheres Eetoo?" for "Where is he?"I had a great weekend. Footie on the telly and Ghana won their first match at the World Cup. I really was not looking forward to going back to work. This football thing can be addictive. I even finding myself Googling team statistics in between matches. I'm not embarassed and I certainly won't apologise either.
I started an assognment for this agency I'm working for today. It's actually simple admin work, or rather, boring admin work. I got there at 745am, was told what to do, I go on with it, then at midday, I go ask for more for the supervisor. She gives me the Dickensian look and roars, "More?" "Yes, please I want some more." It turns out that I completed a task which was supposed to last me 8 hours in 4 hours and so they let me go home. I apologise for being very efficient.
posted by mpenseli @ 6:13 AM
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